i'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
"Oh." Ever's cheeks fill with heat and colour. "Oh I see." As the challenge is posed, the aviator's mind begins to churn, if only because rising towards a goal was precisely the sort of thing he was built for, and though initially Ever had tried to put the onus upon the ancient, having it firmly placed back upon him somehow felt right.
Like someone inexperienced in appreciating wines, Everest wants to gulp at the Maverick's affections as his teeth and lips and tongue trickle down his stomach. Rather than appreciating the other man for his talents, gods but the attuned can only think of the way it felt to have Thorn's mouth around his cock such that the thought of it had his fingers twitching idly against the bedsheets.
Though he could picture what it might be like to grasp the ancient by the hair and shove his mouth against Ever's newly freed erection, instead the attuned called a breathy halt. "—wait." Despite the lessons on edging he'd learned in the House of Midnight, lasting was still not his forte.
Sliding out from beneath Danta to hopefully place the aviator on his knees before the ancient, Ever would begin to return the favour by removing Danta's pants and underwear before reaching for the small container of third eye they'd been brought earlier. "Do you mind?" He wondered, tilting his head back to look up at Danta. Through slightly parted lips and with hazy and obedient blue eyes, the aviator gestured first to the white powder, and then the ancient's cock.
Like someone inexperienced in appreciating wines, Everest wants to gulp at the Maverick's affections as his teeth and lips and tongue trickle down his stomach. Rather than appreciating the other man for his talents, gods but the attuned can only think of the way it felt to have Thorn's mouth around his cock such that the thought of it had his fingers twitching idly against the bedsheets.
Though he could picture what it might be like to grasp the ancient by the hair and shove his mouth against Ever's newly freed erection, instead the attuned called a breathy halt. "—wait." Despite the lessons on edging he'd learned in the House of Midnight, lasting was still not his forte.
Sliding out from beneath Danta to hopefully place the aviator on his knees before the ancient, Ever would begin to return the favour by removing Danta's pants and underwear before reaching for the small container of third eye they'd been brought earlier. "Do you mind?" He wondered, tilting his head back to look up at Danta. Through slightly parted lips and with hazy and obedient blue eyes, the aviator gestured first to the white powder, and then the ancient's cock.
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